Nine hundred and thirteenth chapter ancestral land struggle
Chapter 913 The struggle for supremacy over the ancestral land
The small world of the temple on the last floor, called Killing Zhentian, was originally a radiant and peaceful world, but at this time it was shrouded in blood mist. In this short quarter of an hour, no one knows how many monks died, and all sects died.
There are people coming to help, unlike before it was limited to just a few people. It can be said that there are many experts in this place.
"ah……"
The Holy Son of Daoyi Holy Land fell. He let out a scream and his eyes were full of unwillingness. He didn't even know who the murderer was, and he was secretly attacked and killed. His life would have been wonderful, but he died in this ruins.
He fell and lost the qualification to become the supreme leader of a religion.
"puff"
A female living fossil in Yaochi was chopped into two pieces, and her soul could not escape. It turned into a gorgeous rain of light and dissipated on the spot, destroying both body and soul.
This place is extremely cruel. In order to compete for the sacred treasures in the ancient temple, heroes from all walks of life are showing off their power, regardless of the impact, and all kinds of magical powers are displayed.
"That's the Four Killing Techniques of the Soul. Wasn't it lost a long time ago? How come there are still people using it?" Qi Luo was surprised, staring at the brilliant light in the distance. As a result, dozens of people fell down, but their bodies were intact and their Souls were intact.
All turned into dust.
In the mountains, all kinds of miraculous magic techniques were used, and everyone used the best tricks. One was to protect themselves, and the other was to surpass others. They were the first to rush into the selected temple. Most of them contained magic materials.
Getting one piece or reading one scripture is enough to last a lifetime.
There are a total of eighty-one ancient temples in this small world. Each one has extraordinary things, so every place has become a battlefield. Amazing murderous intent is erupting. Blood and bones are everywhere. Now that we have arrived here, there is no
People will retreat.
The most majestic hall suffered the most brutal killings because it was the center of the entire small world. Not only were the strong men of the human race fighting, but all the strong men of the ancient race were also rushing in, wanting to be the first to enter.
Especially the various tribes in Taikoo seemed to have gone crazy. They were jealous and yelled. They were all frantically looking for the incomplete green tripod, considering this treasure as their life.
Although the human monks knew that the tripod had unimaginable significance, they did not expect that the major royal families that had ruled the earth since ancient times would care so much that they would not regret losing their lives and pave the way forward with blood and bones.
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This place has become a killing ground for Shura, with corpses in pieces and rivers of blood. The sacred and peaceful ancestral temple is surrounded by a layer of flesh and blood, blending with all kinds of auspicious colors, making people feel horrified.
"ah……"
This is a prelude to death, everything has just begun, life is dissipating, a large number of masters have fallen, and people are crazy about the immortal treasure of the Yucheng Divine Dynasty.
The sound of killings shook the sky, and a large number of monks continued to enter this small world. Blood flowed, bones piled up in mountains, magic weapons and other weapons were flying in the sky, and the light was bright. People forgot everything, and there was only fighting in front of them, all wanting to get the fairy treasures.
For Ye Fan, scriptures and the insights of ancient sages are valuable, but they are far inferior to the secrets of crossing the star field. He did not rush to the most magnificent ancient temple in the center, but entered a place where there were suspected classics.
Of course, this place is not that easy to get into. Although it is not as valuable as the ancient tripod of Zhenmiao, there are still many ancient books, which naturally attracts a large number of people.
The scriptures are better than everything else. There may be various lost magic techniques that are unknown to the public, or there may be various secrets to becoming immortals that the Yuhua Dynasty is searching for. All the religions want to sweep them all away.
"Pa"
Ye Fan was the first to clear the way and punched out. All the bones and tendons of the ancient tribesmen in front were broken. There was an explosion all over their bodies, and then they were shattered. No one could compete with them.
They finally rushed into a palace and searched everywhere. There was a text on the wall, which emitted streaks of light and even swayed out of a red divine chain.
"This is a weird secret technique. It seems difficult to cultivate. No matter how many there are, take it away!" Qi Luo took action, with his fingers like knives, digging and carving into the stone wall. However, it was extremely difficult, and he raised the Yun magic circle to protect the ancient temple.
Hard to destroy.
Several people were shocked. More than 200,000 years have passed, and ordinary holy soldiers have decayed, let alone buildings. He took out the Hell Soul Calming Tower, swept out a ray of light with all his strength, and finally dug out the stone wall.
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"Old guy, you are cruel enough, just do this. Remember to show me the first thing when you go back. Then I will help you carve a mountain-protecting circle." The big black dog said.
They believe that other people will definitely leave nothing behind like locusts crossing the border. If the semi-saints had not tried to take away the entire ancestral temple and failed, there would not even be a root of grass left in the last layer of the small world.
Down.
"Let's go, keep looking, we will definitely break into their Sutra Pavilion. I believe there must be various secrets across the star field." Pang Bo said.
Ye Fan is still leading the way, with the cauldron of Mother Qi above his head and holding a whip to beat the gods. The gods block and kill the gods. The Buddha should kill the Buddha. It is difficult to have a unified general.
At this moment, Ye Fan had no reservations. His cultivation had reached its peak, and he would be ready to kill him at any time. His golden blood was soaring to the sky, and he was as dazzling as a holy emperor.
Moreover, Yuantian Technique was comprehended by him to a new level, and he was not far away from the Heavenly Master. The dragon energy surged up from under his feet, forming a chain of order gods, connected to his body, as if he had been plugged into it.
A pair of immortal phoenix wings can dominate the world.
He took tens of feet in one step and entered the next palace almost instantly. Dozens of strong men discovered him and all changed their expressions. Nowadays, the human race's holy body is famous all over the world. There are a few people who are not afraid. Who dares to fight with him?
A head-on battle for supremacy?
"There are so many of us..." one of them shouted. However, everyone else fell back and quickly disappeared into the palace.
Ye Fan will not show mercy. He wants to return to his hometown. Hope may be right in front of him. If he finds the Sutra Pavilion, he will embark on his return home. Anyone who stops him will be his enemy.
Two rays of blazing golden light shot out from his eyes and hit the man's immortal platform. He let out a scream on the spot, and half of the man's head melted, and he died a violent death.
"What's going on? There is still one incense that has not been burned out. How is this possible?" Even Qi Luo was stunned and stared at the incense burner under the statue in the main hall.
Ye Fan and Ziyue were both puzzled. They came closer and observed carefully. There were very few things in this hall, only a few futons, and a stone man enshrined in the middle. It was exactly the same as the one in the previous shrine, but much larger.
The incense burner below is made of copper, engraved with clouds, mountains, flowers, birds, fish and insects, etc. The smoke is filled with a kind of sandalwood fragrance that makes people feel peaceful, which can make people enter the Taoist realm quickly.
"This thing is not an ordinary incense. It is made from the most divine branch on the sacred tree. It is not really burning, but it stirs up the dragon energy in the earth." After all, the Black Emperor followed the Wushi Emperor.
, the knowledge is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
This is a place of worshiping gods, nothing else, but where the Black Emperor passed, there was not even a crooked melon left. It took the incense burner away with a chirp and put it into the space magic weapon.
Ye Fan and the others passed through four ancient temples. Their combination was rarely invincible. When they entered the fifth ancient temple, a fierce battle finally broke out and they met a powerful opponent.
Because this place has the insights of ancient sages, and you can clearly see the ancient characters imprinted in the sky. A group of people gathered here, trying to seize the meaning of this scripture.
As soon as Ye Fan came in, a group of people stepped back and did not dare to fight with him. However, there were Zhan Dao here, and there were also many powerful people from the ancient clan. It was impossible to give up the enlightenment of a saint.
At that moment, a piece of light swept over and turned into a divine chain of order. Ye Fan's black hair was disheveled, and the six-path reincarnation fist that dominated the world was struck. The sky was shattered and the earth was destroyed. Six vague ancient universes were evolving, and all the enemies were enveloped in an instant.
Almost instantly, many people were blasted into blood clots and broken bones, and then evaporated into a ball of light, completely erased from this world.
The people of Zhandao shouted angrily. Among the people of the ancient clan, there was even a strong man from the royal family of Yuanhu Lake. They hated him so much that they couldn't just retreat and they all stepped forward.
Ye Fan let out a loud roar, which was the Buddhist mantra of "Om". The few people in front of him collapsed on the spot and fell into pieces. Many people vomited blood and flew backwards. No one could stop them.
"boom"
At the same time, a line of stripes shot up under Ye Fan's feet, and dazzling light flew out from his Heavenly Spirit Cap. This was the magic of Origin Heaven. There was light intertwined with Origin Heavenly God Chains behind his back, like the divine wings of an undead phoenix bird, sweeping away all injuries.
And the one who flies upside down.
"Puff", "puff"...
Many people were penetrated by the blood-colored divine chain, pierced through the immortal platform between their eyebrows, and no one could attack them. They screamed, and almost all the people who rushed forward fell down.
"brush"
A splendid fairy light flew from the other side and went straight towards Ye Fan. Its lethality was astonishing. The remaining Tao-slayers were startled and quickly moved out of the way for him.
"Bang"
Ye Fan slashed away with his sword finger, but his body shook violently, and he immediately knew who was coming. This was the power of the Flying Immortal. Back then, he suffered great losses as a holy body. He lost too much blood and suffered serious injuries during the Qinling Battle.
This is a ruthless person's supreme skill.
"哐"
The door of the ancient palace was blasted open and flew straight over. Several Dao-killing kings were knocked back.
Hua Yunfei, dressed in blue, is as otherworldly as a banished immortal, with a face full of indifference. Standing side by side with him is Li Xiaoman, dressed in white like snow, with flying black hair and cheeks like jade, walking in gracefully.
Behind them followed an old man, a semi-saint whose terrifying strength was no less than that of Qi Luo. His whole body was hidden in darkness.
"It's him, the man who appeared not long ago. He has the aura of being with the Ji Dao Emperor's soldiers for many years!" said the big black dog.
"Li Xiaoman, do you still have the nerve to face us?!" Pang Bo shouted, his face full of anger. We both came from the other side, but now we are facing each other in life and death.
"You are so courageous. I almost died in the battle, and yet you dare to appear in front of me?!" The big black dog withdrew his gaze from the semi-saint and stared at Hua Yunfei and Li Xiaoman.
"If you dare to come, don't be afraid!" Hua Yunfei is still fearless, as elegant as an immortal.
Ye Fan stepped forward and faced Hua Yunfei and Li Xiaoman alone. He looked very calm and said, "It's time to end it."
Hua Yunfei, Li Xiaoman, and the half-saint stepped forward together, and a powerful momentum rushed out, making the entire ancient palace shake.
Qi Luo narrowed his eyes and stared at the half-saint, with killing light flashing in the crack between his eyebrows. The other Dao-slayers who were lucky enough to survive could only retreat when they saw this. They could not intervene in this place.
"Since we are here, we just want to end things with you." Hua Yunfei stepped forward, and Li Xiaoman was filled with murderous intent.
"I will kill you two by myself." Ye Fan's black hair was flying, his eyes were filled with cold electricity, and he walked forward alone.
"I will deal with them two together with you, and I will suppress Li Xiaoman!" Ji Ziyue stepped forward and stood side by side with him, dancing lightly in purple clothes, extremely ethereal.